This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1857 edition. Excerpt: ... queer hump on their backs or shoulders. Some of these cows were coming from the field where a few men were at work, and they were so loaded up with the great bundles of straw, (for the natives use the little cows as beasts of burden, ) that we could hardly see the poor little animal under its load. There were goats, too, in great quantities, running here and there, and, as these animals live in the huts with their owners, they seemed almost as human as they. But now the near sound of the gun told them that Mr. Porter was near, and they soon saw him at a little distance, with Pero, carry, ing a bag full of birds, that Mr. Porter had killed. Willie ran towards him, but as he was passing under a little cluster of trees, he made a sudden stop, and cried out, "only see, father --only see, mother, these funny painted dolls what ugly things " and he was just about to lift one up in his arms, to show it to liis mother, when Eahm-jibboom exclaimed "No no little massa, that Bengalese Jesus --make Bengalese much mad, massa touch him." His father and mother coming up, explained to him that these were the idols that the natives made and prayed to, instead of the God, as told of in the holy Bible. A few minutes walk brought them to where Mr. Porter was resting, under the shade of some beautiful trees, and he showed them the birds he had shot. There were twenty-four in the bag among them some of the pretty green parrots that he had promised Willie he would bring him for their feathers, and many others; and after the party had rested awhile, and Mr. Porter had thrown down a handful of pice, or small copper coin, not quite as large as our cents, for the boys to scramble for, they said good bye to the simple, and, apparently, kindhearted natives, and took...